Charming Mommy Of Adorable Triplets Chapter 982


    Tristan turned around and left. Even though Madam Knowles yelled and cursed hysterically from inside


    the room, he did not even stop for a second. At the same time, all of Yaramoor’s media reported that


    Madam Knowles had been assaulted and was caught in the middle of the crossfire. Since then, she


    had been diagnosed with PTSD and had been sent to a sanatorium for treatment. As for the facility’s


    exact location, not even one reporter was curious enough to get to the bottom of that piece of


    information.


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    At Bassburgh, at the private primary school


    The winter break would start in three days. All the students in the school were looking forward to these.


    Four or five students were even discussing what they should do during the break.


    Lisa looked back and saw Daisie lying sullenly on the desk, so she walked over and asked, “Daisie, are


    you not feeling well?” Daisie looked up at her, theny back down. “I’m fine. I just don’t feel like


    moving.”


    Lisa chuckled.


    Colton appeared at the ssroom door with a basketball. “Daisie.” Daisie sounded dispirited. “What do


    you want?”


    “Let’s go. I’ll bring you out there to y basketball. Didn’t you say you wanted to challenge me in a one-


    on-one match? So do you want to learn how to y or not?” He spun the basketball on his fingertips,


    lifted his eyebrows, and looked handsome and a little disdainful.


    Their ssmates envied the stunt that he had just pulled off, and several girls were even dumbfounded


    by his charm.


    Colton was the vice ss president, had good grades, and was also good in sports. Not to mention that


    he had finally regained his position as the top student in the ss ever since Noce left.


    Daisie seemed indifferent.


    Lisa was about to try to persuade Daisie, but Colton knew his sister better than Lisa did, so he grabbed


    the basketball and provoked her, “Daisie, are you telling me that you don’t dare to learn it now because


    you’re afraid of losing to me? Wayion is about toe back home already, and TH definitely call you a


    coward when he’s


    back.”


    Daisie propped her palms against the desk and stood up. “I’m not a coward! I’ll go and y with you


    now!”


    Colton grinned as he had sessfully diverted Daisie’s attention.


    Time flew by, the winter break had already started in a blink of an eye, and Wayion had finally returned


    to Zlokova.


    Maisie and Nn brought the two kids to the airport to wee them, and they saw Hans escorting


    Wayion out of the arrival terminal not long after they arrived at the airport.


    Quincy had not seen Hans for more than three years. Thus, the brothers hugged each other when they


    met.


    “Wayion!


    “Waylon!”


    Daisie and Colton ran toward Wayion. They then stood in front of Wayion and stared at him for a long


    time. Daisie tilted her head. “Wayion, why have you gotten so tanned?”


    ‘He looked so fair when he left three years ago, but he has such a healthyplexion.’


    Colton was very envious of his brother.” Wayion, yourplexion makes you look so cool, and you


    seem to have grown taller!” Colton was eight years old, and he was already standing at 5 feet in height,


    which made him a tall boy in the ss, but he was still half a head shorter than Wayion!


    One wanted to know more about his skinplexion, while the other wanted to talk about his height-all


    that rendered Wayion slightly speechless for a short while.


    Hans walked toward the three of them and exined with a wide smile, “Master Wayion has spent


    most of his time being trained abroad , so getting tanned and growing taller and bigger is normal. Let’s


    not forget that these traits make him look like a macho teenager. Your father looked even more tanned


    than Wayion when he underwent the training back then.”


    The two kids snorted andughed.


    Nn narrowed his eyes. “Hans.”


    “Huh?” Hans returned to his senses, scratched his head, and smiled. “Hah, you heard it all, Mr.


    Goldmann.”


    Maisie walked up to Wayion. She did not even have to bend over in order to rub his head. “Are you


    tired?”


    Wayion shook his head. “Nope.”


    Nn came over and ced his hand on his shoulder. “Hmm, this kid has be more handsome


    and more like me now that he’s tanned.”